Today's Installment of Life on the Train.
Category: Mother Nature
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A New Beginning
It has been a long time since my last post and so much has happened during that time. The pain from my Fibromyalgia went off the charts for several months. It took a massive toll on my job and my life. Pam has been my rock getting me through every day and on many days that was our only goal. Then we made a decision that was very risky but felt right. We decided that I should change my job, the job I loved but also the job that my body could no longer support. It was time for a change.
In August we moved back to Swindon (the place that feels most like home to both of us), we went on our long awaited holiday in Rhodes and then returned ready for the big challenge. My employer was wonderful and fully supported my decision to leave the company in order to find a role that I could not only sustain but one that would be good for my career. I spent the month of November applying for and interviewing for jobs. I set myself a target to get not just any job but the right job by the time we left for Christmas on December 21st.
All the agents told me that for someone at my level and with the salary I wanted it would take around 4months on average to get the right job. That might have been the average but I don’t think I’ve ever fallen into that category before so why start now. On December 20th, one day before flying to the US for Christmas I had two job offers! I made my choice that day and could fly to Texas knowing I had a great job to return to. Even Pam who has all the faith in me thought I was being overly optimistic. Somehow it worked out just fine.
Tomorrow I start my new journey as my new job starts at 8:00 a.m. sharp. I feel like a kid on her first day at school, my stomach could secure a spot in Cirque Du Soleil with the acrobatics it is currently performing. I think this will be a terrific opportunity for me and I am ready to make the most of it! While I am away from home during the week (my job is in Coventry which is about 85 miles from home), Pam is busy packing for our move. Yes, I did say move even though we just moved in August we now have another move before the end of January. This one however we hope will be our last move. We are moving into the house on Garsington on the 28th of January…the house we are buying.
This evening Pam and Tess dropped me off at my hotel for my big day tomorrow. Now they are home and I’m here and today is our 3rd anniversary. Pam and I met 3 years ago today in a snow storm and guess what? It is supposed to snow tonight for he first time all winter! How cool is that?
I’ll let you all know how I get on tomorrow, in the meantime make a little wish for snow tonight?
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What a difference the sun makes…
Yesterday was drizzly and nasty outside and it seemed to encourage me to wallow a bit in the pain. This morning the sun was shining and immediately it lifted my spirits. We decided to make the most of the day and went to a local car boot sale and then for a nice walk around the nearby country park’s lake. It wasn’t a very long walk but it was light years away from sitting on my couch and feeling sorry for myself. The park was full of people letting their dogs off the leashes for a well deserved run. The tea shop was doing a booming business and it was just a lovely place to be. Today is a completely different day. The pain still sucks but it is easier to deal with. It must be said that I did not do any of this on my own. If it wasn’t for my phenomenal partner Pam I would still be sitting on the couch!
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Soggy Sunday
It is another rainy and windy day here, this week we have seen our local rivers, streams and brooks on the verge of bursting from all of the rushing runoff from the rain. I know we are officially in a drought but when you wake up to the sound of the whipping wind and lashing rain you don’t much think about hose pipe bans and water shortages. So, what are some things you can do on a soggy Sunday like this? My mom, (whose birthday it is today, Happy Birthday Mom!), loves to do what she calls “doing bear”. Doing bear, consists of puling the covers way up as if you are in a cave and snuggling down to listen to the rain outside feeling all warm and safe in your cave. Not a bad way to spend a day like today.
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OMG, we really are becoming the “cat ladies”!
I woke up this morning and as I passed the French windows I saw 3 cats queuing at the door for breakfast! My step son teases us that we are in danger of becoming like the cat ladies you see on telly…you know the ones with hundreds of cats all over the place. We always tell him that he is wrong and technically at this moment we don’t actually own a single cat. The cat we did have has decided she prefers living with Pam’s mum (yes, after nearly 12 years she has moved out and found a more understanding human who caters for her every need as I did just faster!). So, officially Pam and I are cat-less. You next door neighbours however have a multitude of cats and one by one they are migrating to this side of the fence. We started with “Tink” named because when we first moved in we would walk into our locked cottage and hear the tink tink of a bell and we would find this little cat in our house. It took us ages to figure out how she was getting in. At first she was very timid and flew whenever we found her. That of course made us feel bad so we wanted to let her know we wouldn’t harm her so that is the reason we first fed her. Yes, you can see where this is heading. After a while she started to let us stroke her for a few seconds before running off. Over the winter she seemed to always be out. Now we were pretty sure that she belonged next door but there were so many cats we were never quite sure and she was definitely at the end of the queue for food as she was very small. Mind you the competition next door must be fierce with 2 Labs, 3 chickens and at least 4 cats. So if she was out and it was going to be below freezing we would let her in to stay the night. Which soon turned into letting her stay whatever nights she wanted to. Within a few days of her getting to know and trust us, more cats started to show up. Pam would feel bad and put a bowl of food out for them. Hence this morning’s queue for breakfast at our back door. The word is obviously out now. Go to number 40 they are big softies! I still don’t think this put us in the realm of the “cat ladies” but I have to admit when you are buying copious amounts of cat food and you don’t own a cat that you are getting pretty close.
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Things that should never be seen together…
…an 83-year-old woman and a balance beam in a children’s playground!!
Yesterday however the two came into very close contact and you can imagine the outcome! My wonderfully lively and active mother-in-law was enjoying a sunny Sunday afternoon in the park with her 2 1/2-year-old great-grandson. She decided to demonstrate to him how to walk on the balance beam which stood about 18 inches off of the ground. (In the meantime said great-grandson toddled off to the slide and was not was even watching.) So, here is my mother-in-law up on the beam…oh did I mention she was still wearing her high heels?? Next thing she knows she is flying towards the spongy mat. Although the spongy mat broke her fall it also acted like a catapult and shot her sideways into one of those big spider web things with the nylon ropes and metal poles. She hit one of the metal cross bars impacting at her ribs. This was approximately 3:00 p.m. It took the ambulance one hour to get to her and then a trip to the A&E. Being a former emergency services person this is where I lose patience very quickly when I see that simple things just are not being done. I won’t name the specific hospital but let’s say if this hospital was a person then this man’s name would have been Lester!
Pam and I get the call at about 5:00 asking if we could come to the hospital after making a stop at mum’s to pick up an over night bag etc. We arrive at the A&E at around 6:15 to find that mum had just been assessed and was waiting to see a doctor. She was having trouble breathing and they gave her some pain killers while she waited and waited and waited. The A&E was like crammed full with people waiting everywhere. For the first 4 hours or so no one seemed to move out of A&E. They just kept piling up. Finally shift change came and a nurse ,who I wish I got her name came, in and saw the chaos. It did not take her very long to start sorting the place out. She got the staff moving and before we knew it we actually saw patients going to X-Ray, being moved on to the ward, getting discharged. It was an amazing transformation. Although grateful that this woman was making such an immediate impact it just underlined that fact that the chaos could have been avoided in the first place if someone had taken charge as she did! It still took a few hours to unravel this huge backlog and as a result we left the hospital at around 1:00 a.m. So just a few words to the NHS…overall I think you are very good however there is room to improve and having an organised A&E makes a massive difference. The ambulance crews were backed up 4 deep not being able to off load or handover their patients this in turn caused a shortage of emergency ambulances on the road. Patients need to be triage and assessed faster and X-Ray needs to support great capacity. I realise these are easy things to say but they are doable and would make the NHS a more efficient operation. So, thank you to the unknown nurse who took command and kicked butt. We need more of these people. My mother-in-law is resting at home with her cat.
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Well Done Mother Nature
Wow! What an awesome day. Mother Nature out did herself today with the sunshine and the lovely warm temperature. It made it to 17 today! I hope that you had a beautiful day wherever you are. It is amazing what sunshine does for the human spirit. Life is tough for most of us right now but when you get a day like today it is hard not to feel a bit more optimistic. Springtime is truly here. What perfect timing as we move the clocks forward tonight. (I hate to lose that hour in the spring but I do love it when they give it back to us n the autumn.) Let’s hope that we get a repeat performance tomorrow of today.
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Farm update…
We have spent the weekend at the farm and it has been my responsibility to look after and feed Lola the two week old lamb. She has to be fed every 5 hours and boy is she ready when that time comes! It is amazing to see her growing along side all the other lambs. Last night was quite an experience for me. I had just finished giving Lola her dinner and helped Rach get the sheep into the shed. When one of the ewes, that Rach had been watching, started to have some difficulties. Rach called Simon for reinforcements as she knew this was not going to be easy. Sparing you the specific and not so pretty detail, the ewe finally gave birth to her little lamb. Without the intervention of Rach and Si her lamb and potentially her own life would have been lost. Instead they have a healthy ewe and lamb to continue to grow the flock. I have to say that helping out here has been the best therapy I have had for the Fibro. The fresh air, constant activity and learning experiences have kept my focus on the farm and I have not given the Fibro a look in. This after a trip to Richmond and a bout of the plague before that I’m feeling great. Might have to think about retiring to the country. -
New born lambs
Wow, lambing at the farm is in full flow. Pam and I actually watched a lamb being born! What an amazing opportunity. It is incredible that literally seconds after they are born they are up on those tiny skinny legs and walking around. Those first few minutes are full of activity as the new lambs need to suckle and mum needs to clean them up and encourage them to walk. Rach has preventative medication to give to each one, they need to be weighed and then moved to their own pen. The shed is reconfigured several times a day to accommodate each new arrival and their mum’s so they have space to themselves. It is a logistical exercise that would be admired by the military. Talk about a refreshing way to recuperate from this rotten virus, to stay with Si and Rach and watch their farm at work.
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Day 8 in the Big Virus House…
Day 8 finds Donna and Pam struggling to get back to some form of normal. Yesterday we thought we might just be on our way. However, today has dealt yet another blow in this ever morphing virus. I feel as if I have an elephant on my chest and with a chest as big as mine I do not need anything else on it! Pam is trying to be brave as we have Mrs M on her way over for lunch. We made this invitation on Thursday when we were fairly certain we would feel better by Sunday. What the Hell is this thing and where did it come from? Just when you start to get relief from one hideous symptom you get new ones. Oh well, have to work this week since I spent the last week in bed. I hope your Sunday finds you feeling well and you get to go out in the glorious sunshine that is streaming through our windows. For me it will be enjoying the sun from the couch and watching England beat France today at 3:00.